I have always been okay.
Like. Literally.
Until I found myself wondering,
Why did you?
Why did I have to meet you?
It gave me a heavy feeling, that I can't even easily get over.
If you have already forgotten me,
I wish you didn't.
What can I do though?
Nothing, but keep going just like before.
Without you, in my memories.
So, I drown myself in thoughts that I regret.
I blame myself for what has ended.
I have done nothing so far, but pray.
I pray to my angel,
I pray to my God,
and, I pray to my universe,
Hoping they could hear me, begging for the pain to stop.
For me to heal, to grow, and to be happy.
For myself.
Again.